During the Lizong period of the Southern Song Dynasty, a small town in Jiaxing.
On the street where people were coming and going and shouts were everywhere, in an inconspicuous corner, three or five ragged, unkempt beggars were lying on the ground taking a nap. This scene should not be special in this town. at.
But the strange thing is that among the lazy crowd, there is a boy and a half, with his back against the wall, his hands clasping his knees, his eyes staring blankly at the people passing by on the street. It's nothing to be in a normal daze. You will find that the look in his eyes is terrifyingly empty.
Like a walking corpse, it forms a sharp contrast with the other lazy guys sleeping, making people passing by take a few more glances. People who pay attention will also find that this boy, who is about eleven or twelve years old, has never been there. From morning to afternoon, he remained in this posture without moving. It was strange.
It had been three days since he arrived in this place. The boy was staring at the busy flow of people on the street. He still couldn't accept the fact that the last moment he was still doing the famous death sport on the blue planet - bravely venturing into no man's land.
I encountered a landslide at night, and I was very lucky to fall into the mountains. There is a high probability that I died. It was just a trouble for the lovely search and rescue team. It was a shameful waste of national resources. Now, there is a high probability that I will be scolded by netizens. It's terrible, it should be!
Abandoned by his biological parents when he was born, the boy who grew up eating a lot of food did not hate the world. On the contrary, he was a sunny and cheerful person. However, he did not cherish his own life enough. No, he was dead.
After falling into the mountain, he lost consciousness. As soon as he opened his eyes, he realized that the world had changed.
We are backward, and we see feces and urine everywhere on the streets, both from animals and people. There are no lights, and no mobile phones. There are cars, but they are horse-drawn ones.
His hands and feet are intact, but he has become a child. What remains the same as in the previous life is that in this life, he still has no home.
Yes, in this heap of beggars, the little beggar with his back against the wall and his hands on his knees is a descendant.
It's been three days since he came to this world. Apart from following the army of beggars to beg for food, he spent most of his time in a daze. He still can't accept the fact that he came to this world inexplicably.
As a young man who was born under the red flag and grew up under the national flag in the 21st century, he can endure poverty and hunger, but he cannot live without electricity or the Internet, which will drive people crazy.
vomit! !
He was so hungry that he retched from hunger, but he had to stuff the moldy steamed buns into his mouth bit by bit, because if he didn't eat, he might really not be able to sleep at all one night.
Seeing other people devouring the completely rancid leftovers, the boy retched while stuffing steamed buns into his mouth. He had no choice but to do it. As a newly transferred young man of the 21st century, he really couldn't accept this. " "Hard food", so I can only choose dry and sour steamed buns to barely satisfy my hunger.
While following these three or five beggars begging along the street, the boy probably also understood what kind of era he had come to. A certain period in the Southern Song Dynasty in China was a period of wealth and the most scholar-bureaucrats. The status of literati was high and the status of martial arts was low. era.
Well, I was just beaten by Jin, and now I'm in Mongolia. Let's take turns. I'm used to this fate anyway.
One morning, when the boy was following a large group of beggars through a wine shop, he overheard the conversation of the drinkers inside, which completely confused him.
"Have you heard that the murderous Scarlet Fairy Li Mochou has been appearing frequently in Shaoxing recently?"
"I've also heard that Aunt Li is said to be a rare beauty. I don't know if it's true or not."
"Hey, you seem to be focusing on something different, brother."
Chi Lian Fairy! ? Li Mochou! ! ! ?
Southern Song Dynasty! ! Divine eagle! ! ! ?
me......
The boy who stood dazedly next to the wine shop stood still as if he had been struck by lightning. His empty eyes gradually glowed with a little life, and there was also some inexplicable excitement.
I came to this world alone and helpless. Although I could generally understand it, everyone around me spoke a dialect-like language, and I came from the future world, which already made me feel a deep sense of loneliness.
Out of the blue, I suddenly heard a familiar name, and I was as excited as if I was in a math class and the teacher asked a question that happened to be the one I knew.
I can't understand the other ninety-nine questions, but teacher, I can do this question!
The Condor of the Condor, this was my favorite TV series when I was a kid. I watched the rerun at least eight times from second to fourth grade. If I wasn’t afraid of the pain, I would have cut off my right hand long ago, and I would have done it to my classmates. Play the role of the Condor.
But now, Godly Eagle, there are real friends in this world, how can the boy not be extremely excited?
When he came back to his senses, he lost track of the team. Beggars in any period had their territories divided, and who could go to where to beg were clearly divided. Before he had time to think about it, the boy jumped out. Chase your own little group.
It was night in a dilapidated earth temple. The boy and his small group were huddled in the corner near the door and window, shivering. The rest of the good areas in the house were occupied by the group of strong beggars.
Some small groups even set up a fire and roasted chicken. They didn't know where they found it. This made the boy trembling in the corner drool.
At this moment, an old man approached the boy quietly, reached into his arms, took out a steamed bun and handed it over.
"Kid, you look hungry."
The boy raised his eyes and looked at the old man with white beard and hair and a haggard face. He looked away and shook his head.
When the old man saw that the boy didn't answer, his expression was obviously a little startled, but then he got closer and said, "What's your name? Where do you come from?"
name? After hearing the old man's question, the boy was obviously stunned. He had a name in his previous life, and his surname was Dong.
Now that he has resurrected his life, and it is still the legendary world written by Mr. Jin, why not get a famous name and enter the world? The boy who thought this way began to fall into deep thought.
The old man beside him was not in a hurry, he just sat quietly thinking about something. Suddenly, a voice interrupted his thinking.
"Dongzhang, my name is Dongzhang."
The old man looked at the boy in surprise, oh, no, now Dongzhang glanced at him and grinned: "Everyone calls me Uncle Fu."
"Um."
Dongzhang, who simply responded, didn't know what he thought of. He turned his head and said to Uncle Fu, "You can eat, I'm not hungry."
"Eh."
Looking at this somewhat stubborn child, Uncle Fu quietly turned over and fell asleep.
Now Dongzhang was staring at the roasted chicken cooked by the young beggars in the middle of the temple and thought to himself, the divine eagle, the divine eagle. He who is familiar with the plot knows that there are several treasures in this world for him to get, which is what later generations will call Bugs are like playing a game in later generations. You know that there are magic weapon secrets here and there, but you still don’t get them. Isn’t that stupid?
It's the same as working step-by-step and not knowing how long it will take to get rich. It's impossible to work part-time. It's impossible to work part-time in this life. The only way is to steal batteries. Well, it's a shortcut, so that you can experience the best of this era in your best years. Good beauty.
As a person who has traveled through time in later generations, doing this will not create any psychological barriers or psychological burden on someone.
Anyway, if you can get it, that's what you're capable of. However, listening to the unsatisfactory growling of his stomach, Dongzhang also knows that his most important task now is to survive.
However, how to survive and live well is the biggest problem nowadays. We must plan carefully.
I was also a scumbag in my last life. Don't even think about traveling back in time to make gunpowder and penicillin. Those are the contents of high school or even college. A scumbag must have the consciousness of a scumbag. The amount of knowledge should be gained from elementary school. Let's see what's new in this era.
Write poetry? It's doable. In this period, literature was valued more than martial arts. However, except for the moonlight by the bedside and a few poems that a child can recite, a complete poem cannot be written.
Is it possible to sell poems like Goose Goose, Qu Xiang Xiang Tiange? There is a high probability that you will be beaten. Well, if Chinese is not good, then math.
Eh! The multiplication table! Did you have any plans for the late Southern Song Dynasty? I don’t know, so I’ll go check it out tomorrow. Even if I have it, my verbal arithmetic and mental arithmetic will be quite strong in future generations. Isn’t it faster than the current accountant’s efficiency?
With this thought in his mind, Zhang Dong didn't feel hungry for any reason. Instead, he was thinking about applying for the post of Mr. Accountant tomorrow. After thinking about it, he curled up and fell asleep. The corners of his mouth could be seen rising slightly. , I don’t know what kind of good dream I had, it seems that the cold night wind is not so freezing.
The next day, at dawn, Dong Zhang, who was suffering from hunger and cold, woke up from the cold. He could endure the hunger for a while, but the bright morning could really freeze people to death. Looking at the few people next to him, Shivering in his sleep, Dongzhang could only try his best to crawl into the dry straw pile, and in his heart, he became more determined to leave here.
When the sky was completely bright and the sun warmed their bodies, everyone got up one after another and started to move around. Xiao Dongzhang also followed the trend and got up.
Then he went out to beg for food with his own small group. The process was not so smooth. In this era when people were still starving to death, ordinary people could barely make ends meet. Only the wealthy families could have a surplus of food. But even if they had a surplus, It was also the turn of their slaves to eat the leftovers they had eaten. In the end, the rotten food left over by their slaves would go to the beggars waiting outside.
Although you won't be able to beg for food every day, you won't be able to beg for food every day, and you can still survive.
I survived like this for a few days.
Whenever he passed by a wine shop, Dongzhang would pay great attention to the structure and flow inside, and then he would secretly remember it in his mind, and he would have a gradually clear comparison in his mind.
